As the sun started to set, Leah stood beside Captain Quinn on the watchtower. The wind howled across the Crimson Lands. Quinn’s sharp black eyes scanned the horizon with a mixture of vigilance and disdain.
Leah glanced at her, unable to hold back on her curiosity. “Is Crimstone that valuable?” she asked, breaking the silence.
Quinn turned her head slowly, her expression filled with visible irritation. “Crimstone,” she said, her voice clipped. “It’s an extremely potent energy source. In Everon, it fuels war machines, agricultural equipment, and advanced defensive technologies. Sylvaris uses it for similar purposes. But Crimstone’s instability makes it highly volatile—explosive, even. That’s why battles here are fought without guns. One wrong shot, and the whole field could go up in flames
